Best Demons Poems

On the eve of All Saints Day known as Halloween
We've a night where nothing is ever as it seems
 
Abraham, Martin and John hosted a grand ball
In heaven’s huge castle, a white marble town hall
 
Dancing and singing just like every other day
One old soul...

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My thoughts whirring
When life freezes the blood

Actions that burn in hell
A fire that burns forever

Terror -  their empire of hate
Fearless, they control our destiny

Terrible destruction done by weak and miserable people
They mark their strength as animals, with deposition of urine

"Hell on Earth" these demons...

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The Demon’s Shrill Cry of Dread and Horror

This tale of “The Demon’s Shrill Cry of Dread and Horror”
lives on in the mountain village of Gpeth Tor in the outlying 
region of the “Dark Forbidden Forest” known for evil, death,
and lost souls. This tale passeth from...

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"Angels & Demons"




The Soul never sleeps
battered and lonely, the lesson 
Life spent in The Hard Sell

Soft-served you become
melting Insomnia 
mouth sucking a loaded gun

blue ribbonned and veined
pulsing electricity 
from heart to lung to brain

you’re a free bird
flying high two crimes
now swallows two minds

You converse smoothly
while...

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Wake up in my real world
Forever condemned in dark shadows
Release the power of demons
No light ... a black nothing, bats enjoying the place
Their fangs are the tools of their lust for human flesh and blood
The demons have chosen me to give birth to their children
It...

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Defence was
    built up over
    many years and
    impermeable
    Nobody knew
    about the secrets
    Your life painting
    in beautiful colors
    so...

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On the pathway to the flames of hell, I stand; 
in inky blackness of night, 
with giggles of demons sounding close at hand. 

I march to the beat of Satan's dastard band; 
submit without a fight. 
On the pathway to the flames of hell, I...

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The harsh winds bite at my very soul
Alone I sit, waiting for the fight to commence
Heart racing, sweat pours despite the cold

Caution…not today
The warrior reaps the spoils
Cowards merely pray

Scars are reminders
Painful, but not fatal
Lessons of a fighter

Forward! I march to claim what is mine
Steel raised...

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She appeared through the darkness,
Crawled into my bed
Twisted herself right into my head.

She cast a spell
That would last all night
And dissipate with morning light.

I would tell you 
If I could
She spoke a language not understood.

I was mesmerized.
I couldn't resist.
I followed her right into a mist.

Reds...

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The room smells, wall paper peeled, 
   reveals children's scribbles—
      small smiles, suns, pink trees
Windows high with curious robins on sills
   wind moans through cracks
      sun dances branches on the walls
A...

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Depression demons go away; joy has lost its way…

Depression demons; stop injecting your venom in my soul...

I can taste your pain in my veins
Feel your cold and bitter despair in my air!
I smell your stench; it’s wicked as an old wench
You make my mood move...

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Demons
Deliriously dancing, destroying, dehumanizing decent desires
Attending adequate, amiable attractive, adoring ambient
Angels



...syllable count - 2,19,19,2...





April.03.2020
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I walk o u t...

I am lost in unapproachable light—a spectral broth
I am tasting the screaming silence—the archetypal observer
dissects my essence-fossil Passion
a seismic rupture between life/death/rebirth
gnaws at my marrow This dilemma-kudzu
coils tight, constricting tomorrow's breath

Death stalks me, a shadow with obsidian fangs
Sin's fruit—a parasitic putrefaction—
erupts...

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Locked within the confines of my mind’s dark cell,
Both convict and captor, a self made hell.
Each thought a shackle, every memory a bar,
Confined by my own mind, a prisoner of psychological scars.

In this self-imposed exile, I am utterly alone,
A solitary figure locked in a world...

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In eternity past, God would ordain
a place to which Satan would appertain.
Darkness ruled in this void and vile domain 
wherein grief, grudges and greed were germane;
addicted to force, would Lucifer wane?

Outright rebellion goes against God’s grain, 
His plan called for a selfless Savior slain.
Demons tried...

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